"Little Huahua, don't say it so coldly, okay? It seems that I am born to be a murderer, yes!"
Shi Yue snatched the weapon back into his hand, looked at the reluctant eyes of the playboy and said in a narrow voice: "Look at you who like it so much, otherwise... I'll give you one? It's a gift to celebrate your reconciliation with Miss Ziyun? The wedding night looks at Huashiye, and it feels a bit happy.!__"
Han Mo and Ouyang Liufeng both frowned: Shi San is really mean to be foolish. This thing is used for murder. Who can watch it at the wedding night? It's so unlucky.
Han Mo and Ouyang Liufeng both guessed that the playboy would get angry on the spot!
Unexpectedly, Young Master Xiaohua looked excited and took the unknown weapon back in his hand and played with it repeatedly. There was a slight emotional fluctuation. He smiled and said, "I want to use this weapon proficiently, and I still need to learn from you? Why? Are you interested in being my master?"
The playboy hasn't told a joke for many years, nor even laughed. At this time, a joke suddenly appeared, which shocked Han Mo to the point of shocking him - today's young master is really different from the past.
Of course, Shi Yue also noticed the weirdness in it. Seeing the little flower boy love the weapon, he had a sharp edge in his eyes, and said with deep meaning: "Soldiers are the weapon of the country. It seems that the little flower boy is still ambitious! This is something that makes me very happy."
Upon hearing this, the playboy hurriedly hid his weapon in his sleeve, sighed heavily, and returned to his past loneliness.
Tsk! I saw through my mind and put on this bad face again. Do you think I am a fool? Shi Yue despised the little playboy in his heart and then ran over: "Little playboy, what are you doing?"
"Uh... I can't sleep, come out to say hello to you." The playboy opened his mouth and closed it again, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.
Shi Yue glanced at Ouyang Liufeng, understood it, and smiled and said, "Then you have finished greetings now, you should go back and rest, right? Why are you still staying here and not leaving?"
"Ah? Oh..."
The playboy was stunned for a moment, and his sad eyes turned around Ouyang Liufeng's face. Seeing that he had no expression at all, he said with a loss: "Butler Han, push me back...__)"
"Haha..." Shi Yue and Ouyang Liufeng looked at each other and burst into laughter.
The playboy stopped in the wheelchair and did not look back, saying coldly: "Why are you laughing at?"
"I laugh at you for being thin-skinned!" Shi Yue walked forward, turned the playboy's wheelchair, looked directly into his dark eyes, and squeezed it out: "You look like a shy girl, how could you have the courage to be so scathing?"
The playboy clenched his pink lips and squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "I dare not ask, I am afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
"You don't believe Mr. Ouyang's ability?" Shi Yue turned to Ouyang Liufeng and said, "Mr. Ouyang, what are you waiting for?"
"Can you stand the doubts of Xiao Huahua about you? This is the biggest insult to you! Why don't you take out the things that the playboy is so smart to let the playboy have a glimpse of it?"
"Hehe... it's still the way I know me, my little brother."
Ouyang Liufeng laughed proudly three times, then reached under the wheelchair and took out a small box and handed it to the nervous Han Mo, saying proudly: "I, Ouyang Liufeng, keep my word, are you a few scalpels? Isn't it easy to get it?"
The moment he opened the box, the playboy clenched his fists tightly, his brows furrowed, his eyes emitting splendor, and he looked straight over - his happiness was all in this box.
Shi Yue also leaned over and took a few glances. There were more than fifty scalpels in the box, which were small and exquisite.
Hook, prick, cut, flap, pick, all kinds of knives, and all kinds of knives, which can be called a collection of scalpels!
At this time, Shi Yue's worship of Ouyang Liufeng had reached its peak: 360 professions, and every profession was the top scholar. The wisdom of the ancients should never be underestimated.
Han Mo looked at the scalpel one by one with dizzy eyes, and the surprise in his heart was hard to express in words. He suddenly turned around and hugged Ouyang Liufeng, kissed him fiercely on the face, and said excitedly: "Brother Feng, I love you so much, you are such a genius."
Ouyang Liufeng originally wanted to see how embarrassed Han Mo looked so excited and crying. He didn't expect Han Mo to use the disgusting trick of Brokeback Mountain.
He was kissed by Han Mo, so angry that he almost cried. He kept wiping his face with his sleeves, turning his wheelchair to dodge behind Shi Yue, and cursed angrily: "Old Han, you old guy, are you crazy? Why are you kissing me so much? At least rinsing your mouth, the smell of stinky tofu..."
"Hey...excited! So excited..."
Han Mo put the scalpels in front of the playboy and said with great emotion: "Young master, with these knives, I will definitely cure the hidden disease on your legs."
"Really? Butler Han, don't lie to me!" The playboy heard Han Mo's words, his dim eyes glowed with bright light.
Although he was very strong and used to being with a wheelchair, he had no choice but to accept the indifference when he lost hope.
But now it’s different. How could Piaomiao Wuji’s hope suddenly land in front of him from the sky? How could he not make him excited?
Shi Yue encouraged: "Little Huahua, don't worry. With the help of one of the masters of manufacturing and the best miracle doctor in the world, you, the best hidden weapon master in the world, will surely regain your vitality."
Han Mo said: "Young Master, I am 100% sure, just don't worry!"
The playboy took a deep breath, his eyes a little wet. He forced himself to hold back the tears of excitement.
Shi Yue was naturally extremely happy, and looked at the playboy with a smile and said loudly: "Such a scene, shouldn't you celebrate this? It's a pity that you don't have any beauties here? Otherwise... I'll ask a few out of Mingyue Tower to help you liven up?"
Ouyang Liufeng said happily: "Okay! OK! OK! Little brother, why don't you go and invite me! I haven't touched a woman in many years? I'm so greedy!"
Shi Yue rolled his eyes angrily: You old pervert, I just said casually, "You are still here to be true!" What a secret thing, how can outsiders know about it?"
"Since an accident at the table, I haven't been drinking for many years!" The playboy patted the wheelchair heavily and said excitedly: "But today is different from the past, and the past is different from the past! Old Butler Han, who has treasured his daughter Hong for twenty years, has not taken it out yet to let Brother Shi and Mr. Ouyang satisfy his cravings? We have to be drunk today! I want to thank Brother Shi and Mr. Ouyang!"
"Ah? My daughter who has been in twenty years is red? Without women, that kind of wine will be done!" Ouyang Liufeng's excited eyes shone and laughed obscenely, "Hehe... I have been hiding my name for many years, and I haven't tasted a little wine. My daughter who has been in the past twenty years is so fragrant. I am so greedy that I am so hungry! Old Han, why don't you take it out quickly to let this handsome guy see it!"
"Okay, okay! I'll go now! I'll go now!" Han Mo ran away in a slight manner.
Shi Yue, the young actress, Han Mo, and Ouyang Liufeng sat around and chatted and laughed.
The rich aroma of wine made Ouyang Liufeng salivate. After drying several large bowls, he laughed with satisfaction: "Good wine! Enjoy! What a great wine."
When Ouyang Liufeng was drunk, he suddenly burst into tears in an emotional state, "Woo... I miss Jingfei..."